Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Horny and angry.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

At the close of work, Jared was already waiting outside the restaurant to drive me home.

"Your Mr. perfect is here," Rebecca announced, her head peeking through my office door.

"Go away, Rebecca," I replied smiling.

"Alright, alright," Rebecca giggled and left.

I hurriedly parked up as I would rather not keep Jared waiting. Walking outside, I met him leaning on his car, waiting for me.

"And how was work today, Mrs. Smith?" He asked, the moment I got to him.

"Hectic as usual."

"You wouldn't stop if I asked you to, right?" He teased, taking my handbag.

"Not in this world," I responded. My job was my life, and I couldn't imagine life without my profession.

"Here, let me help you get in," he said, outstretching his other hand. I took it, and got into the set beside the drivers.

Jared got in beside me, strapping his seat belt in place. I expected him to start the car, but he turned to me instead, a serious expression on his face.

"Arielle," he began, his voice low, almost hesitant. "I haven't been much of a good husband to you lately. I know that. All I ask is for your understanding. It's... it's because I'm looking out for Sofia."

The words made my stomach churn. I could already feel my defenses rising. "I won't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to her," Jared continued, his facial expression unreadable. "She's in my care. My family, her family-everyone expects me to protect her, like I always have. I know I've never explained this to you, but Sofia's mother saved my mom's life, Arielle. That's how our families became connected. I've never told you this before because I didn't want to burden you with it. But it seems... my way wasn't right. I'm sorry, love."

Every other thing Jared said faded into the background, as I pondered on his revelation. This must explain his deep loyalty and zeal to look out for Sofia.

grown into something larger, something that always pulled Jared toward Sofia. It explained his overprotectiveness, his guilt, his inability to see beyond his debt

there?" Jared said,

yes," I responded, blinking. I

intense now, searching mine, "do

the need to protect because of her mother's act of kindness in the past, but I still think you should set boundaries. We're married, Jared, and you should never have to choose between

see, Sofia is needy, but trust me she was

Sofia is a spoiled brat in actual sense, but I held myself. Jared was trying, and it would be cruel to escalate things further. I was too tired. Too exhausted

Smith? Will you be a little patient and lenient with

I can't make promises that I might be unable

as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against

she is not on her best behavior,

skin of my neck. I froze, my body tensing under the sudden jolt of sensation. "Jared..." I

he traced the curve of my neck. "Promise?" he whispered, his voice a low, enticing murmur.

me, Arielle," he said, making a circular movement with his tongue, and

promise," I moaned in surrender, when

my lips in his. The kiss was hot, ravenous, aggressive. I lost my sense of reasoning at that moment, as Jared

and he always left me satiated after every session of love making. Sofia's arrival had made things tense, that sex

I moaned loudly when Jared reached for

low, you don't want anyone walking up on us making out in your restaurant parking lot, do you?" Jared chided, even though his

aching with

halting our sexual escapade. Jared froze,

leaning away from me. He took out his phone from his pocket and glanced

hesitated, before responding,

rolled my eyes, and sat up in the car. I proceeded to straighten my blouse

"I'm sorry, Arielle. We..."

we go home, please?" I said, my

and

remaining part of the drive home graced with silence. I was horny and angry. Of all the times to call, Sofia had to call in the middle of a make out. Making me wonder if